Chapter 4

Beca sat at her desk, finally deciding she should get started on that psychology term paper that she was assigned 3 days ago. She had only written her name and the title when there was a knock on the door. Thank god! She thought, closing her laptop and walking to the door.

"Who is it?" She called through the wall.

"It's me Jesse, I came because I think you should watch The Breakfast Club from beginning to end." He called back.

"Ugh. No one's home nerd!" Beca said, trying not to let him hear her laugh. That's when Jesse decided to sing 'Gorilla' by Bruno Mars, a highly inappropriate, graphic song about love-making.

"Oh Jesus Jesse! Please stop!" She cried opening the door and tugging him inside. All Jesse could do was laugh.

"How are you?" Jesse asked, sounding genuinely concerned.

"Good. Great actually. Hell, I'm fantastic. You know, earlier today, Aubrey was being her normal bitchy self to me but, I stood my ground. She knows not to cross me now!" Beca huffed feeling there was a weight lifted off of her back. Jesse didn't criticize her or sigh at her sarcasm or laugh in her face at her in securities. To Beca, Jesse wasn't just some guy she hooked up with once..he was a good friend when she needed one, someone to talk to when she was upset or angry or sad. Plus he was a great kisser. Finally she couldn't take it anymore. She flung herself at Jesse.

"Mmph. Beca what are you doing?" He asked as he was knocked to her bed.

"I thought this was what you wanted Jesse." Beca teased with mock hurt.

"Oh dear lord." Jesse muttered pulling Beca back onto him and crashing his mouth onto hers. He then began trailing kisses down her jaw line, biting and nibbling all the way down.
"Beca, you're beautiful." Jesse muttered into her hair as they rolled and he flipped himself onto her. He continued to mutter compliments as he pulled her shirt off, then her jeasns and before they knew it, all of her clothes were off. That's when Beca realized Jesse was still fully clothed.

"Well, well, well, we can't have this, can we?" Beca teased as she fiddled with Jesse's belt playfully. With a quick movement Beca removed his belt and pants with one quick movement.

"Oh my god Becky, look at her butt TOUNECHI!" Jesse rapped quoting from Lil Wayne's part in The Motto. They laughed so hard it almost killed the mood.

"You know you fully ruined everything that was about to go down." Beca smiled.

"It was worth seeing you smile." Jesse cooed.

"Oh shut up!" Beca cried as she rolled the over again straddling him this time. Now the only material between them was Jesse's boxers. Beca could feel like his excitement on her core.

"Enough stalling Jesse! Give it to me!" Beca whispered seductively in his ear.

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"Hey Beca, I know this is really clichéd pillow talk but, what's going on here? I mean what are we?" Jesse asked as he stroked and cuddled Beca's bare body. Beca turned so she was lying facing him.

"I don't know Jesse. I do know that I like you a lot, though." Beca answered as she fiddled with his hair.

"Be my girlfriend." Jesse said it so firmly that it even surprised hum.

"Yes." Was all Beca whispered before leaning into kiss him hard again. Then there was a knock on the door.

"Ignore it." Beca muttered, not wanting to break the kiss. The knock cam again. This time, it rang out loudly. Beca made an exasperated noise as she wrapped a sheet around her and got up to the answer the door, figuring it was just Fat Amy. As she swung the door open, she was shocked to see her father standing in the doorway with his brief case, the sweet fatherly smile that was first on his face faded to a look of shock, then realization and then anger.

"Beca, what the hell is going on here?" Dr. Mitchell yelled when he noticed Jesse sitting in Beca's bed, completely nude. "I told you to make memories, not babies!"

"Um Dad...could we talk about this a little later? Beca asked, pulling the linen sheet up slightly so that she was a bit better concealed.

"Get dressed. It's best we discuss this when I've cooled off a little." He made a deep disappointed sigh and turned to walk away.

Beca and Jesse stood and dressed quickly for that day's classes and practices. After her Psychology lecture she had Bellas Practice. For some reason, Beca was the last to arrive which means she made the loudest clatter when she dragged her chair into formation and sat down. Everyone stared at her longer then necessary.

"You totally banged Jesse last night!" Stacie claimed with and excited squeal. Beca tried really hard to hide the redness in her cheeks.

"Why is that important?" Beca inquired, refusing to make eye contact with any of them.

"Beca, you've become such a stud muffin!" Chloe exclaimed with a grin.

"Ladies! Can we get started now?" Aubrey asked, clearly trying to hold in her emotions. Beca stood from her chair and walked to the empty floor with all the other girls as they ran through their routine for 'Turn the Beat Around' yet again. By the end of their one hour practice, Beca was ready to drop to the floor. She wanted to say something to Aubrey about trying a different song, something newer but, she didn't want to create anymore tension then there already was.

"Okay girls that's good for today. Make sure you have that down for our next practice. We have another performance coming up soon!" Aubrey ordered, with a little more energy than humanly possible after their brutal rehearsal. The girls all collected their respective bags and sweat bands and walked to Beca's room to hang out.

"Oh god that was crazy! I think...I need...to sit down..." Fat Amy gasped as she plopped down on Beca's bed, making the mattress sink slightly.

"So, do you ladies want some soda or something to eat?" Beca asked awkwardly, not really knowing how to entertain guests.

"Do u have any gin?" Fat Amy inquired as she stood and walked to Beca's mini fridge pulling out all her alcohol which included a bottle of red wine, half a vodka bottle, 3 bottles of untouched gin and a case of 6 beers.

"Ladies, I believe it's time to partaaaaaaaay!" Chloe smiled mischievously as she took the vodka from Amy.